into the sheath

That night, Tang Heng didn't sleep well.

He always fell asleep and woke up suddenly, and then looked at the terminal placed on the bed - even though it was quiet, there was no sound from the beginning to the end.

After several sit-ups, Tang Heng completely lost sleepiness.He scooped up the terminal expressionlessly, resisting the urge to click on the message again, simply shutting down the phone, then threw the terminal in the room, and went to the main hall of the training room by himself.

When he walked to the corridor, Tang Heng saw that the lights in the training room were still on, so he couldn't help being a little puzzled, but when he walked in and saw Ding Bing staying there, he was really surprised.

Tang Heng took a special look at the time——

It was past three o'clock in the morning.

Ding Bing has always given him the impression that he is self-disciplined to the point of being almost rigid, and he doesn't seem like a person who will survive to this point.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Ding Bing didn't seem to notice him, Tang Heng simply opened his mouth, paused, and then asked casually, "Is there something urgent to deal with?"

Ding Bing had been looking down at the terminal, as if he was browsing some information, but he raised his head when he heard this sentence.

"No." Ding Bing said, "It's all right."

"alright."

Tang Heng also didn't want to be troublesome.After asking this sentence, he saw that Ding Bing had no intention of continuing the conversation, so he didn't say any more, just bowed his head and put on the gloves for himself.

Tang Heng moved his wrist.After a little movement, he took a long breath, then raised his hand, punched, and hit the sandbag directly.The fist glove and the sandbag made a muffled "bang" when they collided, and then the sound dissipated as if entering water.

During the fast-paced beating, the muscles tensed and stretched, and with the swing of the fist, the inexplicable unhappiness that seemed to be accumulated in the heart also vented out.

The two of them just went about their business.After a while, Tang Heng asked after a pause, "Can't sleep?"

"Ah."

"It's a coincidence, so am I."

"Ah."

After getting along during this period of time, Tang Heng has gotten used to Ding Bing's personality, and he was not persuaded to leave after hearing his answer at this time.Tang Heng supported the sandbag with one hand, and wiped his sweaty short hair.He thought for a while, then simply took off his glove and threw it on the ground, walking towards Ding Bing.

Tang Heng looked at Ding Bing and suggested, "Then, why don't you come and practice?"

The place where Ding Bing was staying was the corner of the training room. Tang Heng didn't know how long he had been standing here, but he just stood there silently, like a frozen sculpture, and the fluorescent light projected on his face by the terminal screen was The only color on this sculpture.

When Tang Heng walked in front of him, Ding Bing raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and at the same time quickly turned off the screen, so that Tang Heng could not clearly see the content on it.

Tang Heng did not pay more attention to this.Seeing Ding Bing's appearance, he was ready to be rejected or even get no response at all, but after waiting for more than ten seconds, he saw Ding Bing nod his head and answered "yes".

Putting aside other factors, Tang Heng actually likes to fight Ding Bing.This is not to say that Ding Bing is inferior to him, on the contrary, he has no advantage over Ding Bing, and often loses easily.However, even so, Ding Bing will still go all out in the fight, without any false humility.

Tang Heng could tell that Ding Bing was indeed experienced in fighting. In addition, in the few simulated training sessions in the elliptical cabin, he also saw Ding Bing's excessive performance against the Zerg. Amazing familiarity.

Tang Heng was not without curiosity about this.

Compared with Ding Bing himself, what he was more curious about was actually where Jiang Feng got such a number one person - and it was still given to him as a "coach".

This time is no exception.

Ding Bing caught Tang Heng's slight mistake in attacking, and after the blow missed, he was thrown to the ground with great force, suppressed, and locked his throat.

But only to the point.

Once the blow was completed, Ding Bing let go of the restraint naturally, and stretched out his hand to Tang Heng to pull him up, "When attacking, the movement of punching is too wide."

Tang Heng thought for a while, and waved his arm again according to what Ding Bing said, and found that the movement would indeed be much cleaner.He stood up with Ding Bing's armrest, "Thank you."

"Ah."

Responding to this sound, Ding Bing did not intend to continue practicing, but turned around and walked aside, and called out the training equipment.The steel skeleton gathered on the ceiling quickly stretched out, and it didn't take long to construct half of the training room into another appearance like a steel forest.

Tang Heng originally thought that Ding Bing was going to introduce some targeted training—just like it has been all this time—but there was no.Ding Bing just leaned against the metal frame, lowered his eyes, as if he was resting.

It doesn't take much time to call out the equipment, and the instructions are simple, but the energy consumption is huge.

Tang Heng waited for a while without seeing Ding Bing's next move, and finally believed that he was really just for rest, and couldn't help feeling: "It's too extravagant."

Ding Bing looked at him and replied sternly: "In the employment contract, there is a limit on the use of various resources during this period. It will not be exceeded."

"……Fine."

Tang Heng raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything more, but imitated Ding Bing's posture and leaned over.

The metal frame feels warm and cool to the touch, and the structure and height are just right, so leaning on it can just relax the muscles.

Quite comfortable.

After a while, Tang Heng heard Ding Bing ask again: "Have you thought about being the chief sentinel?"

This is the first time that Ding Bing has initiated a topic unrelated to training.

"Of course I thought about it." Tang Heng was a little surprised, and couldn't help laughing, and continued, "Who wouldn't think about it. After all, it is also the symbol of the strongest strength among the sentries. Go out with this title, Dorafeng."

"Ah."

In a conversation, as long as someone starts a conversation, no matter what the topic is, it seems much easier to continue than the first sentence that breaks the silence.

Tang Heng asked: "How did you and your guide meet?"

"Target City." Ding Bing paused for a moment, and just when Tang Heng thought he would be silent, he said, "She saved me."

After finishing speaking, Ding Bing looked at Tang Heng and asked, "What about you?"

"Me?" Tang Heng was a little surprised that Ding Bing would bring the topic to himself.The emotions that had just been raised inevitably fell down, Tang Heng thought for a while, and felt that this was not a topic that should not be discussed.

And his memory has always been good, and he can't forget it.

Tang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Me. I met Jiang Feng through a fight."

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Ding Bing, the dull-looking sentinel who is always silent, has some stories behind it, but due to the space, I won’t expand here to write too much. If you are interested, you may wish to make a guess in the comment area ( In fact, you should be able to see it from some details)

As for the writing, after thinking for a long time, I decided to put "writing what I want to write" as the first priority. After all, I have been sending love for so long, and I don't mind a few more months (狗头

I saw that fw’s wife who also wrote a long story chose to give up serialization because of too little interaction. It’s actually quite sad. As a writer, I really know that writing is not easy, especially when the stories in my pen are longer.

Therefore, I am very grateful to those who are willing to accompany me as a big pigeon, interact with me and encourage me in the comment area, and those who silently like me!Thanks also to all the readers who read here

Comparing to you

good night